Doppelganger

By Safa Peshimam (Kalopsia Wiz)

Home, a four letter word, so precious yet so terrifying,

A place filled with life, even though you are dying.

Moments lived and memories remembered,

People to trust only few to be numbered.

Place of dreadful laughs hidden with warm smiles,

Even blood turn into strangers as time flies.

Hands now hold thorns instead of flowers,

And relations change within hours.

By Safa Peshimam (Kalopsia Wiz)